im an actual romantic. i want it all. corny letters, long paragraphs professing your love for me, dates, handholding, PDA, everything. i dislike the normalized idea of safe love. i want to be loved loudly and unapologetically. none of that half shit
“Saying ‘I love you’ all the time makes it lose its meaning.”
To you, maybe. Freak.
The more I love someone, the more I want them to hear it. Love isn’t a limited resource. It doesn’t become less true because it’s said often.
back hugs, hand-holding, kisses, planned dates, spontaneous dates, sending me your favorite songs, telling me about your day, you wanting to know about my day, having inside jokes, and having deep conversations? yes, please.
honestly, I can't date casually, can't casually have sex. there's nothing casual about being in my space. I'm a real lover, there's nothing casual about my intimacy, nothing casual about my heart. we either in love or nothing.
the intimacy of sleeping together, but not in a s*xual way. the intimacy of feeling the warmth of their body in a cool room hugging you tightly. the intimacy of synchronized breathing. sleepy half-kisses. feeling safe. feeling warm. waking up and realizing how much you love them.
“What's wrong with you lately? You seem to be checked out and not yourself.”
Me: I'm grieving a life I thought I would have, battling stuff that no one knows about, and craving a future that I don't think exists for me, so yeah I'm pretty checked out. I'm fine though.